Dream::002
The scene is a basketball court, dimly lit. It's large...very large, in fact - far too big for regular human players. The lights are dim, but the viewer can make out indistinct shapes in the gloom. Suddenly, the lights go up!
"Let's go, Flag Fighters!"
Graham's voice echoes through the stadium as the crowd roars. Graham, piloting his trusty Flag, deftly catches an oversized basketball from one of his squadron-mates. A rapid feint puts him past his guarding opponent, a blue Gundam model and he slam dunks the ball.
"16...16...16"
A quiet voice begins to chant, and Graham looks around, not sure what's going on. Is the other team...singing? They are indeed, and not only that, but the entire enemy team is busting out some sick dance moves.
"This is our last chance to get it right,
this is our last chance to make or not.
This is our last chance to make it count;
TEAM! Work together!"
The Gundams are all over the court, completely overwhelming the Flag Fighters with dancing and ridiculous basketball skills. The opposing team's coach and cheerleaders are going crazy as the Gundams even the score, then take the lead. With one final chorus, the final whistle blows and the game is over. Graham and his team sink to their knees as the Gundams celebrate.
[Graham wakes up and props himself up on his elbows, shaking his head to help clear it. What a crazy dream...Gundams playing basketball? He was going to have to watch what he drank before bed. Unnoticed, the Dreamberry on his bedside table finishes transmitting.]
((OOC: The reference is here for those who didn't catch it. Also, I am so very sorry:-\))